But she wasn’t around, and that’s the thing when your parents die, you feel like instead of going in to every fight with backup, you are going into every fight alone.
Mitch AlbomTag: parents loss death fight alone dying back-up death-of-a-loved-one
And Hermione was struggling to her feet in the wreckage, and three red-headed men were grouped on the ground where the wall had blasted apart. Harry grabbed Hermione's hand as they staggered and stumbled over stone and wood.
'No - no - no!' someone was shouting. 'No! Fred! No!'
And Percy was shaking his brother, and Ron was kneeling beside them, and Fred's eyes stared without seeing, the ghost of his last laugh still etched upon his face.
Tag: fred-weasley death-of-a-loved-one
When his wife was at his side, she was also in front of him, marking out the horizon of his life. Now the horizon is empty: the view has changed.
Milan KunderaTag: marriage death-of-a-loved-one
On the death of a friend, we should consider that the fates through confidence have devolved on us the task of a double living, that we have henceforth to fulfill the promise of our friend's life also, in our own, to the world.
Henry David ThoreauTag: death life-and-death death-of-a-loved-one comforting-thought death-of-a-friend
Closed eyes, heart not beating, but a living love.
Avis CoreaTag: death-of-a-loved-one
He Is Not Dead
I cannot say, and I will not say
That he is dead. He is just away.
With a cheery smile, and a wave of the hand,
He has wandered into an unknown land
And left us dreaming how very fair
It needs must be, since he lingers there.
And you—oh you, who the wildest yearn
For an old-time step, and the glad return,
Think of him faring on, as dear
In the love of There as the love of Here.
Think of him still as the same. I say,
He is not dead—he is just away.
Tag: death afterlife death-of-a-loved-one
Ein toter Mensch ist wie ein Saal, in dem ein Fest zu Ende gegangen ist. Ein rauschendes Fest. Die Menschen sind alle fort um irgendwo anders weiterzufeiern. Und schau, so ein leerer Saal hat doch was ganz Friedliches. Die Luftschlangen, die Gläser, die Musikinstrumente und die Stille.
Benjamin LebertTag: death death-of-a-loved-one
I still loved Granny. It flowed out of my chest. With Granny gone, where would my love go?
Jessica Maria TuccelliTag: love death grandmothers death-of-a-loved-one granny
I wish I’d paid better attention. I didn’t yet think of time as finite. I didn’t fully appreciate the stories she told me until I became adult, and by then I had to make do with snippets pasted together, a film projected on the back of my mind.
Jessica Maria TuccelliTag: time stories oral-tradition death-of-a-loved-one
The dead are never truly gone. They linger in our minds and hearts and torture us with a malice they were not capable of in life.
Courtney M. PrivettTag: death torture malice death-of-a-loved-one
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